Being warlord had never been one of my driving ambitions, but I liked the idea of keeping the peace and letting civilization grow. The nearby town of ...ricantha was a fine example of a starter for civilization if it was given a chance. I wanted to give it that chance, so I decided to mount a campaign to convince the Olgars to stay at Johnshome, the castle.I was going to need a "sign" from the gods that staying at Johnshome was what they wanted, but I had no idea what that sign would be for now.. Some time later they both crossed the shop floor on their way to the exit but as they passed me Charlie looked across and smiled at me, the sort of smile that you just know was hiding something from you!Unbeknown to me charlie had got my mobile number from the manager and that evening she rang me as i sat home. After a little chat, which slowly got more sordid and intense as it went on, she asked me if i fancied some company and that if i wanted to she could come round for a drink. I knew. Margaret liked the look. Karenwasn't wearing any makeup or perfume. She just had on the strap on with aleather harness and the vest. Margaret thought she looked extremelymasculine without anything girly on her. Margaret could feel herselfgetting wet and told Karen it was a good thing she was wearing a bathingsuit that was supposed to get wet anyway. Karen just giggled and releasedMargaret, yet gently guiding her toward the queen-sized bed.James kept the bed femininely suited. A pink comforter. "Hello ladies," he said. "Come on in!"The girls all walked into the house. "The boys are out back in the pool already, go ahead and head back there if you want," said Mr. Jones. "Deb, you want a drink?" Mr. Jones asked."Sure Frank, that sounds good." Beer, wine?" Whatever you're having," Mrs. Peterson said."Beer it is, then," said Mr. Fast. The two parents walked to the back deck where they found Abby, Ashley, Mark, and Justin all in the pool splashing around."They grow up fast," Mr. Jones.